[ Rude. So totally and completely rude. If the little king could have just accepted the conversation from the start. Or, you know, not engage with Alastor at all. But they are far passed that. He backs up into the room, turning on a heel and entering properly.

He is going to take a moment to look about the room. Back facing the literal King of Hell as he conjures up the bandages given to him by Lucifer. ]

What is it that you wanted in return? What do you want in exchange for your silence on the matter of a couple of nights ago?

[ Alastor turns his head to look at Lucifer from over his shoulder. ]

I can't understand what it is that is taking you so long to expose me.